George Jackson's Story
Mobby Rosas
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Today's the day, we gon' get him out them tiers (Tiers) This our only shot, he been locked up for years (Years) That's my brother on my mother any other mother fucker In the way tryna stop us on mamas getting smothered Locked him up and threw away the key, over 70 Dollar robbery, he was only just a teen Now he doing life, just for tryna eat mane that ain't right Money tight, but he learned his lesson let him come outside Political ties get you institutionalized For tryna fix the system this individual dies He a panther, 'cause he know racism runs rampant He a panther, he know the police all a bunch of bastards He a panther, he know capitalism ain't the answer He a panther, founded Guerilla Family, no bananas He in Quentin sitting (Sitting), posted in a cell (Cell) CO's whooping on him 'cause they notice he ain't pale Shooting brothers, block the way when they going to get help (Help) F*ck them racist judges mane I hope they go to hell (Hell) We need our comrade so we ain't losing the struggle We stirring the pot so revolution'll bubble (Bubble) Racist system, don't give a f*ck about us ('bout us) See us equal? Rather see cuffs around us ('round us) F*ck the system, bring freedom around us ('round us) (Yo) f*ck the system, bring freedom around us ('round us) Black or white, fight against the ones who drown us (Drown us) New age slaves, prison factories bound us (bound us) F*ck the system, bring freedom around us ('round us) F*ck the system, bring freedom around us ('round us) I'm only 17 but they gonna see me John Jackson in action on ya TV In the bay on the way to Marin county court house To negotiate a deal, we gonna get George out Walk in the courtroom it's the trial of my brother James He a comrade and 'cause that they gon' want him hanged Threw James a pistol, put my rifle in the air Said nobody move, or get bullets in yo fucking head E'ry body lay down, freeze just freeze (Don't fucking move) Comrade Magee hit the holding cell and let him free Comrade Billy with me, now we really is G Got the judge hostage, don't get silly with me Tape his fucking face to the front of a shotgun If that cracker try to wiggle free he getting shot up Grab the DA, you know he be lying on us And grab three of them jurors, and tie 'em all up The pigs is here and we getting photographed by journalist Told 'em free the Soledad Brothers or it's murder bitch We in the van with hostages, time to make our getaway Then police did something I ain't expect, let they weapons spray They shot a juror in the arm, killed the fucking judge They shot the DA in the spine, the van covered in blood These honkies are crazy mane, James and Bill died Feel bullets penetrate my body, I'm on the other side (Other side) Racist system, don't give a f*ck about us ('bout us) See us equal? Rather see cuffs around us ('round us) F*ck the system, bring freedom around us ('round us) (Yo) f*ck the system, bring freedom around us ('round us) Black or white, fight against the ones who drown us (drown us) New age slaves, prison factories bound us (bound us) F*ck the system, bring freedom around us ('round us) F*ck the system, bring freedom around us ('round us) Year since my brother died, tryna get me out of here Shit made my mother cry, plus I got like 1,000 years Just met my lawyer, I'm walking back to my cell CO seen something in my hair and said "what the hell?" Covers blown, he ain't know I was packing a gun Pulled my piece and said to him "the dragon has come" Made the bastard go and open all the fucking pods up Now we rioting, and his bitch ass got popped bruh We shooting and stabbing the guards don't know whats hatnin' Six guards and two ratting honky inmates we dragging Using nail clippers and pencils for throat slashing Body after body on top of body we stacked 'em Leave 'em leaking bleeding out, I found some keys I'm peacing out Peeping routes, hoping no one notices me sneaking out Me and homie made it out the walls now we outside Running to our lives as revolutionary outlaws Hoping that them snipers in them towers ain't my downfall Shot me in the back, I died label an animal Just 'cause they killed me don't mean the war is over yet Comrades slide in the police station leave 'em soaking wet 12 gauge shotgun hit the sergeant in the fucking chest San Francisco PD is now one pig less Another casualty, you can chalk it up to the class war That's the fight between the rich and e'ry body that's poor Fight it e'ry day, even though you didn't ask for it System tryna hold us back, but we gon' fucking blast forward Yo pay attention, the story I'm kickin' is true George Jackson was real, a Black Panther too All this happened back in '71 and two He stood up against oppression like you should do I put his story in this song you listen To let you know, you ain't gotta be a victim You can and should fight back against the system We all gotta stand together, only way we can win (We can win)
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